President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 97 97
"Okay, it's just... do you have money?"

Gu Cici glared at him, Gu Nian Gu Shi was a real miser, he could only get in and out, and with the savings of the two of them, plus one plus a small one hundred thousand, there should be no worries about the principal.

Lu Zhiyuan leaned over, pressed her back, opened the drawer next to her, and took out a card from it: "Lend you for a month."

Gu Cici looked at the person breathing on her face, stretched out his hand, brushed his arm, the back of his hand, passed through his fingers little by little, and took away the card on his fingertips: "Thank you..."

Lu Zhiyuan instantly put her between the table and him, staring into her eyes with burning eyes.

Gu Cici smiled, put his hands limply on his shoulders, and stretched out his hands to undo his buttons in a rippling manner.

Lu Zhiyuan held her hand instantly, and his desire retreated a little.

Gu Ci Ci leaned back slightly, pointing his fingertips at his button: "It's not like I haven't seen it..."

Lu Zhiyuan held her hand, breathed heavily: "It's different..." She wouldn't unbutton him when she was flattering him, only when she was playing a prank, and now she has no good intentions.

"You're so boring." Gu Cici turned around, resting his chin on his knees, continuing to flip through his computer in boredom.

Lu Zhiyuan stood up slowly and helped her press her shoulders: "There is a dinner tomorrow night..."

Gu Cici thought of Mu Mian and Bei Bei. After the last time, Mu Mian contacted her several times, but she was too busy to agree, so she should get in touch more: "Okay."

She really liked that occasion.

……

Early in the morning at Song's house, Qian Yuzhi came out with breakfast, and saw Song Wanwan who was about to go out: "What are you going out for?"

Song Wanwan looked around: "You don't care about me, I warn you, I am the daughter of the Song family, I am the child of mother and father!" After Song Wanwan finished speaking, she hurriedly looked upstairs again.

Qian Yuzhi looked at her sarcastically, since she was, why be nervous, who would hear her?

"you--"

Qian Yuzhi didn't have the time to listen to her nonsense, she now had a headache whenever she thought of Gu Ci Ci, they could only focus on resisting Gu Ci Ci now.

Qian Yuzhi gave her two addresses: "I don't have time to waste time with you, look for yourself and think about what to do next, otherwise your good days will be over!" Qian Yuzhi put down the tea and went back to the kitchen.

Song Wanwan wanted to tear up this piece of paper and never read the content on it. What kind of thing is Qian Yuzhi, dare to talk to her like that!
But she still opened it, and there were two addresses, one was the current address of Gu's family, and the other was Gu Cici's class.

Song Wanwan held the two pieces of paper tightly, she didn't believe it, but she went anyway, and secretly went to the address of the Gu family that Qian Yuzhi gave her.

The community is very old. For people who are used to living in villas, coming in and out with drivers, and seeing people with the same hobbies, a mosquito is a blow to her, let alone this crowded old community.

She stood far away in front of the unit building, without going forward, a tall, fierce, young boy came out with two disabled people in his arms, and put them on the arranged wheelchair: "It's right here, Don't move around, you know, I'll take you back later."

Song Wanwan hid immediately, looking at the two pale-haired old men who were not as good as her servants, even if she was beaten to death, she would not believe that they were her parents.

After a while, the woman in the wheelchair suddenly yelled!Like crazy, hysterical.

The boy who had just entered opened the door with a slam and came out, even more viciously: "Shout again! Shout again and put it outside the gate of the community, so that everyone in the imperial city can appreciate your voice. If you don't expose yourself today, you will have to expose yourself to the sun." My sister said It's enough, one hour is enough." After finishing speaking, he closed the door and went back to continue tidying up his parents' bed, he was about to get acne, and he still didn't move, he was used to it!

Song Wanwan turned around and ran away!She's not, she's not—

How could such a family have such an excellent daughter? She learned dancing from her mother, calligraphy from her grandfather, and piano from her uncle since she was a child. She is versatile. .

She knows a lot of things, she was brought up carefully, and such a family is not worthy of her at all.

There was a sense of determination in Song Wanwan's eyes. Parents with limited mobility, brothers like bandits, she doesn't believe in ancient words, she must be like a village woman who can't lift her head up, Qian Yuzhi is lying to her!

……

"Are you looking for ancient words? She is in the dance classroom."

Song Wanwan smiled, beautiful and generous: "Isn't she from the Department of Painting?"

"What can I do? Doesn't she have a teacher in the dance department? The disciples and grandchildren over there called her to be an invigilator, saying that she was teaching their class monitors to make up for the basic skills. In fact, they wanted to ask us to draw a picture of ancient Chinese poems to see if they could do it. I can’t find new inspiration, not to mention, it’s the first time I know that hand-painting and photography can have very different effects.”

Song Wanwan's mouth twitched.

"You don't believe it? Really, we didn't believe it before, but now I believe that people who can draw never draw appearances, especially now that the techniques are different from before, not only can..."

"I still have to go."

The boy looked at the beautiful woman reluctantly, but he hadn't finished speaking.

……

Song Wanwan stood outside the dance classroom, and immediately saw the girl standing in front of the handrail pressing her legs.

Without anyone's introduction, she was sure that Qian Yuzhi hadn't lied to her just by looking at her.

is it beautiful?She is very beautiful, but the most attractive thing is her temperament. Her eyes are like a touch of phoenix fire, and she has fallen into the common world in an instant. She is tall, clean, and slender.

Like her mother, one glance can catch her eye.

Song Wanwan turned around and ran away, why!Why is she not what she imagined!Why did you do this to her!She is the most favored daughter of the Song family!

……

"Grandpa, I won't go to Digong University anymore."

In front of the desk, the old man took off his glasses in surprise, put down his pen and ink, and looked at her lovingly: "What's the matter, didn't you agree? Why didn't you go again? Your mother scolded you? Wronged? Your mother has always been like this , let's pretend we didn't hear it."

Song Wanwan suddenly wanted to cry, her grandpa loved her so much, and what a big deal she was born, how could there be no one around her mother, how could she give Qian Yuzhi a chance to change her child, she knew all about it, but subconsciously told her that Qian Yuzhi didn't lie to her.

The address Qian Yuzhi gave her was for her to identify it. Whether it was Gu Cici and Ye Man, or herself and the cripple, Qian Yuzhi was not afraid of identification.

"Don't cry, go to your mother and grandpa."

Song Wanwan shook her head: "Grandpa, I'm not going. Grandpa, I thought about it. I'm too capricious. I never thought about your feelings. You're so old, and you still ask for favors. I've grown up. It's time for me to learn to adapt to the environment slowly, Grandpa, I won't go to Digong University anymore."

Song Moshan nodded in relief when he heard the words, and no longer blindly escaped when he made a mistake: "Okay, very good, grandpa is very pleased to hear you say that, but this time, let's Xiao Wanwan be self-willed again."

"Grandpa, I won't go, I won't go!"

"What's the matter? What are you shouting about?" Grandma Song came in with tea: "Who made our baby angry?"

How did Song Moshan know? He had a good conversation just now, but suddenly became anxious.

Song Wanwan looked at her grandparents and couldn't help crying. How could these not belong to her? She is the daughter of the Song family, not the granddaughter of the nanny: "I just don't want to go to Digong University, and I don't want grandpa to be wronged for me."

Grandma Song glared at her grandpa, she was so old, she hugged her granddaughter to comfort her: "Grandma is scared to death, what does grandma think makes our baby so sad? He has to thank you."

"I don't, grandpa can't go, grandpa must enjoy the happiness at home."

"You, you have thought too much. Your grandfather happened to drink tea with old friends after he went out."

"I don't, I beg you grandpa, don't go, grandpa—"

Grandma Song was surprised: "What's wrong with this child? Did he suffer some kind of grievance?"

"No, I just don't want grandpa to teach."

"That's what your grandfather is willing to go. You don't even know. He recently discovered a student who stares at his teacher's phone every day and looks at other people's works. This time, he may be very happy to let him go."

That's why I can't go: "What do other people's students look at? Help others train students! I don't care, I won't let grandpa teach!"

Grandma Song's face darkened a little: "You can't be willful, it's a promised thing."

"I don't care! Grandpa can't go to school, so I'll go on a hunger strike!" Song Wanwan cried and disagreed.

Mr. Song will not blindly spoil his children: "What does it look like! Let the boss come back and take care of his daughter! It's outrageous!"

Of course, Song Xing and Ye Man knew what a good promise was. This was not something that could be changed by whether or not their daughter went to the Imperial College of Engineering, it was something that took effect from the beginning of the agreement.

After coaxing his daughter distressedly for a while, Song Xing saw that his daughter couldn't make sense, and his father couldn't make sense, so he called Song Yue back angrily.

Seeing her uncle, Song Wanwan cried even more sadly: "They don't love me! They don't love me at all! Say what's best for me, they don't care what I want at all."

Song Yue sat on her bedside table and sighed: "If you say that, your parents should be sad. They will call me back if they don't do it for your own good. I'm in a meeting now."

"Can grandpa not go to Digong University?"

Song Yue was very serious: "No, my lord has the integrity of an adult."

Why can't she get what she wants, if that person didn't worship Zheng Qiu as his teacher in the first place!Blame that person!If that person is gone, don't you have to be afraid, there is Qian Yuzhi, if Qian Yuzhi doesn't exist anymore...

　Thank you for your concern, I'm sorry.

　　ah ah!My arms and wrists were not caused by typing. Although I had some occupational diseases to some extent, after one trouble, I paid great attention to it and never committed it again.

　　In the end, it was me who owed it this time. The children wanted to watch me play games, so I thought it was just games!As a result, the concentration of playing games is too high, the time is too long, and the wrists, fingers, and shoulders are all guilty.

　　One really can't be too confident.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)